Текст песни Green Day - Hold On
Green Day - Hold On слова песни
As I stepped to the edgeBeyond the shadow of a doubtWith my conscience beatingLike the pulse of a drumThat hammers on and onUntil I reach the break of dayAs the sun beats down onThe halfway houseHas my conscience beatingThe sound in my earThe will to persevereAs I reach the break of dayWhen you lost all hope and excusesAnd the cheapskates & the losersNothing’s left to cling ontoYou got to hold on to yourselfA cry of hopeA plea for peaceAnd my conscience beatingIt’s not what I want forIt’s all that I needTo reach the break of daySo I run to the edgeBeyond the shadows of a doubtWith my conscience bleedingHere lies the truthThe lost treasures of my youthAs I hold on to the break of a dayWhen you lost all hope and excusesAnd the cheapskates & the losersNothing’s left to cling ontoYou got to hold on to yourself